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Through the window bars, she looked outside. Since that broadcast, the entire nation had been in an uproar. Occasionally, she heard that people from various places had organized groups to send letters and care packages to the troops stationed in New North. Students had also spontaneously gone to the front lines to provide aid. At this moment, Shaoyi had probably already returned to New North, stationed at the front lines.
And she would ultimately be a burden.
She slightly closed her eyes and saw the Nursemaid bringing Ling Heng over to play with her, which lightened her mood a bit. Feng Yin happened to come over and said, "Miss, we need to make some new Qipao this month. What style do you prefer?"
She raised her eyes to look at the fine fabric placed before her, smiled gently, and said to Ling Heng, "Ling Heng, can you help Mom choose one, okay?" Ling Heng seemed to understand as he turned his big eyes around and babbled while pointing at the fabric. Her eyes brightened as they fell on the Silver Moon Color fabric embroidered with Mugua.
"The Young Master truly has an eye for this. When I just brought back these fabrics, I thought Miss would definitely like this one the most," Feng Yin said with a smile.
She lifted the corners of her rose-colored lips, her fingertips lightly raised, her gaze softening as she spoke sweetly, "Let's go with this one. You can ask the tailor to embroider some silver pieces on it according to this pattern and make a pearl center for the flower. We need to prepare for Ling Heng's Full Moon celebration soon, so I think this new Qipao shouldn't be too plain and simple."
"Understood." Feng Yin nodded and left. After playing with Ling Heng for a while longer, she grew tired and handed him back to the Nursemaid while staring out the window in a daze.
In a hazy state, she unexpectedly fell asleep against the soft couch. Her body felt light as if floating; feeling somewhat thirsty, she opened her eyes in search of water but was met with shiny boots. Startled, she looked up and found that a sharply defined handsome face was very close to hers.
Hearing her heart pounding like a drum and recalling her worries from the past few days, tears suddenly fell from her eyes, catching him off guard as he hurriedly reached out to wipe them away. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying." She flusteredly lowered her gaze, long eyelashes shielding her watery eyes. He silently watched her and noticed that she was wearing only a light purple nightgown, looking frail like a piece of paper. He quietly picked her up and placed her on the bed. Her water-colored eyes became even clearer and brighter, and the smile at the corners of her lips was gentle as ever.
He closed the curtain to block out the sunlight. She felt somewhat puzzled; she had thought he had already returned north but didn't expect him to still be here. Seeing his confusion, she smiled and explained, "Something major happened last time; I left in a hurry after discussing things with Jiang Shanghao for an entire night. Both he and I are willing to set aside our personal disputes and interests for the greater good of our nation. For several days in a row, we have been negotiating with various parties while also discussing matters with the Japanese Army."
Her heart skipped a beat as she said, "Last time I heard on the broadcast that Jiang Shanghao said he would fight to the end against the Japanese Army; why is he negotiating now?"
He let out a cold snort, his face filled with disdain. "That group of Japanese Army talks nicely, inviting us to negotiate, but there’s nothing substantial. I see it as either they want to force us to submit or they just want to buy time. So I’m preparing to head north for battle right now; we can’t let Shen Deputy Officer hold out alone for so long."
She lowered her eyelids, quietly looking at the hibiscus flowers embroidered on the bedding. After a while, she raised her delicate face, smiled gently, and said, "It’s time to go back; I will return with you."
He nodded lightly, intending to let her stay, but with the situation being so chaotic, anywhere would be uncertain. Keeping her by his side would allow him to protect her.
She thought it would take some persuasion for him to agree, but she didn’t expect him to consent so easily. She was momentarily taken aback and lowered her Eyes again.
"Then I’ll have Feng Yin pack our things. After we say goodbye to Uncle Nan, we’ll leave," she said as she stood up. Her dark hair cascaded down to her waist, and he felt a sudden stir in his heart; all the days of turmoil and fatigue seemed to vanish at that moment when he saw her.
The two of them went hand in hand to the study to find Nan Wan, who was standing by the window, watching the changing sky.
The Curtain was half-drawn, and a faint fragrance lingered in the study, mingling with the strong scent of ink. Cheng Mosu leaned against Shangguan Shaoyi's shoulder, his expression calm and his features picturesque. The Fragrance was refreshing. He looked at her clear and tranquil Eyes and gently pecked her forehead.
Nan Wan noticed their arrival and quietly looked at them. "Are you here to say goodbye?"
"Yes." He nodded. "Thank you for taking care of me and my wife during this time, Mr. Nan. The situation is tense now; I need to return to New North immediately, so I came specifically to bid farewell."
Nan Wan nodded and sighed softly. "Actually, I understand. Shaohao's tolerance for the Japanese Army has reached its limit; he definitely won’t endure any longer this time. You’ve been traveling around negotiating with him; did you notice anything?"
"I only saw that the Japanese Army is arrogant and ambitious; they won’t resolve things peacefully. We are bound to have a prolonged war with them." His tone was steady and calm, his black eyes as cold as a deep pool.
Nan Wan looked at him and patted his shoulder. "Yes, I know you are principled and resolute. Be careful in the future; if you need anything from me, don’t hesitate. I will do my best to help Shangguan Shaoying."
"Mr. Nan You're too polite."
Feng Yin suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in, holding an urgent telegram in his hand. He felt a surge of panic and quickly took it.
The day was heavily overcast, and a cold wind blew through, making the season feel unusually chilly. Holding the telegram, his long, strong fingers began to tremble. He never expected that his worst fears had come true. He looked at it again in disbelief, feeling as if a thousand-pound weight was crushing his soul.
Cheng Mosu hurriedly reached for the telegram to read it, but he snatched it back with one hand, saying, "You're too weak; it's better not to see this news."
"What... what does it say?" Rose-Colored Lips asked softly, trembling.
His voice was exceptionally cold and hard, as if squeezed out from between his teeth. The intense hatred mixed with coldness made everyone shudder. "I will make this group of Japanese Army pay blood for blood."
She calmed her emotions, pressed her hand against her forehead to steady herself, took a deep breath to prepare mentally, and reached out to take the telegram. However, she met his dark pupils filled with bloodshot intensity. He paused for a moment, seeing her determined attitude before handing the telegram over to her.
The Japanese Army launched their final assault on New Beicheng this morning. Shen Mingliang, the adjutant, was killed in battle, and New Beicheng has fallen.
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